....cold , foggy London night .Pt2

Her Ladyship's Virgin Bottom quivered
in Fright
but tearful Objections in her throat
back she did Bite .....
Because 'twas her Abject Surrender to his
Lordship that had handed him the Right
No One to blame but herself
for her virgin Anal-Cherry poppin' plight ?!
His Lordship's countenance beamed
---o 'twas sooo Bright ......
Gorgeous , feminine buttocks oh
so milky-White
she gritted her teeth , jaws'n Butt ....
but Good Wifey : she did nae' put up a Fight
to lubricate that channel , His Lordship used Oil
scented vide fingers --nimble , skilled'n light
"Sigh !" Fearfully Mi'lady opened up
tentative orifice to Phallic Might .......
" & so my dear , darlin' Anal-virgin ---
This is your Openin' Nite !!"
" aaah , aaaah , Dear back there You're
sooooooo Tight !!
your Bottom would seduce 'n tempt
even a Stern Anchorite !"
Smaaaak !! slaaap !! he did
leave an imprint
on milky white gluteus canvas
:-- a Masterful Hand-print !!!
..............to be Contd.